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What A Girl Wants Part 2
â??Iâ??ll be happy to see him too,â? I say before running upstairs to my room to get ready. â??Weâ??re leaving in 45 minutes!â? my father yells. â??Ok!â? Iâ??m trying to keep it cool because the last time I saw him I was a goofy looking teenager. I wore glasses because my parents didnâ??t want me to have contacts until I was eighteen (overprotective parents) and my clothes were baggy because I was trying to hide the fact that I didnâ??t have a shape. I was 5 foot 5 and skinny as a rail and for some reason I hated putting a comb to my head and always wore hats. I couldnâ??t eat enough to keep up with my fast metabolism. My family was concerned so my mother took me to a nutritionist. Thanks to that and time being good to me Iâ??ve developed quite well. The awkward girl in the photos from 3 years ago is unrecognizable. I go into my closet and start pulling all my clothes off the rack, not knowing what to wear. The weather is pretty warm, partly cloudy with a slight breeze. After scrambling through piles of clothes I finally put something together. Itâ??s simple but itâ??ll do. I lay it out on the bed before going to take a shower. My dad knocks on my bathroom door: â??20 minutes Melody, I canâ??t be late. Come on out of there and get dressed so we can go!â? â??Ok dad, Iâ??ll be downstairs soon!â? Not too much longer after that Iâ??m out of the shower. After I brush my teeth and put on some smell goods, I fix my hair, get dressed and grab my clutch purse. When Iâ??m done I couldnâ??t get downstairs fast enough. â??I see someoneâ??s excited.â? â??Am I making it that obvious?â? I ask embarrassed. My father smiles and tells me I look nice and yes I was making it very obvious. He neatly folds the newspaper that he was reading while waiting on me and places it on the table. He gets up and asks do I have everything, I say yes and then we get ready to leave. â??Would you like to drive princess?â? â??Only if I get to choose which one of your cars I get to drive.â? â??And whatâ??s wrong with your Benz?â? â??Nothing at all, I just want to drive your Rolls Royce.â? My father is very protective of his cars. He treats them like theyâ??re his children. Especially the Rolls Royce, no one has ever driven it but him. I never dared to ask until now and I know I have more of an advantage than my brother, being a daddyâ??s girl and all. Asher has probably blown his chances of ever driving any of dadâ??s cars again. â??Are you sure thatâ??s what you want to do?â? â??Iâ??m sure.â? â??You know no one has driven that car but me, right?â? â??Yes.â? â??Well princess, I guess we can consider this to be a special occasion. So Iâ??ll let you drive the Rolls Royce but donâ??t tell your mother and definitely not your brother.â? â??Itâ??s our secret.â? We go into the garage and he gets the Rolls Royce keys out of his car keys safe. The first and last time Asher ever snuck off in one of dadâ??s cars was just a few days ago. He went on a joy ride with the corvette but wasnâ??t careful, he put a dent on the back bumper. Needless to say he got caught. He had backed up too fast and hit a pole. Now he canâ??t get a car until next year and is the very reason why our father has locked his keys away in a safe. Weâ??re now in the car and I can tell my dad is nervous. â??Dad relax, Iâ??m a very cautious driver.â? â??Ok, Iâ??ll try to keep calm but it wonâ??t be easy.â? I start up the car, back out of the driveway and before we know it, weâ??re on the highway. Once my dad realizes I have everything under control he starts to strike up a conversation. â??I know we havenâ??t been having any time to talk lately because of my schedule, but Iâ??ve wanted to ask this. As your father I want to know.â? â??What is it dad?â? I ask curiously. â??Is there a special young man in your life at this time?â? â??No, not at this time. Why?â? â??You know who I want to see you with.â? â??Who, Reginald?â? â??Why not, heâ??s a nice young man.â? â??Reginald is a jerk.â? â??How so?â? â??Dad when heâ??s around you all heâ??s doing is trying to impress you. When heâ??s around me all he does is try to play his sorry games. He wants to be a playa.â? â??A player, no, not Reginald? When I look at him I see a very intelligent person with a good future. When I see him around you heâ??s always a gentleman.â? â??Not when weâ??re alone.â? â??How does his attitude change when heâ??s alone with you?â? I couldnâ??t tell my dad that this guy has been drunk around me on more than one occasion and has been sexually aggressive toward me so many times, Iâ??ve lost count. And it was worse when he was drunk. â??Trust me dad, heâ??s just not the same person.â? We pull up to the gate of the building where the meeting is to be held. A voice from a speaker box says, â??Welcome, may I have your name and reason for your visit.â? My dad answers: â??My name is Matthew McCall; Iâ??m here for a meeting with Mr. Michael Jackson.â? â??Yes I see your name here sir, is anyone with you?â? â??My daughter is with me, thatâ??s not a problem is it?â? â??No sir, may I have her name?â? â??Melody McCall.â? â??Thank you sir, enjoy your meeting.â? The gate opens. We drive into the parking lot. Now we have a better view of the building, itâ??s a nice tall building and the sun reflects off of its surface. After getting inside, my father signs us in at the front desk. I spot the ladies room and tell him Iâ??ll meet up with him. He says ok and gives me the floor and room number in which the meeting will take place. â??Just make sure you knock first,â? he tells me. He gets on the elevator and I go into the ladies room. I look in the mirror, touch up my lip gloss and make sure Iâ??m good. I make sure my bangs and ponytail werenâ??t messed up by the wind. Once Iâ??m done I smile at my reflection, then I take a deep breath. As I proceed to leave the restroom another woman is coming in. â??Nice outfit, cute shoes!â? she complements. â??Thank you,â? I reply with a smile. I decided to wear black heeled boots that zip up at the ankles, black leggings with a hot pink halter top and my diamond stud earrings. I walk toward the elevators and press the up button. As Iâ??m waiting for one of them to open this guy in a suit, shiny black shoes, a fresh hi top fade and a nicely trimmed goatee approaches. He looks familiar but I canâ??t figure out where Iâ??ve seen him before. He stands next to me and simply says hi. â??Hi,â? I reply. â??I see youâ??re going up too.â? â??Yeah, Iâ??m Melody by the way.â? â??Teddy,â? he says extending his hand. â??Oh my gosh, youâ??re Teddy Riley!â? shakes his hand. â??You know my music?â? â??Yes, I love Guy. You guys are hot and youâ??re production be on point.â? â??Thank you.â? The elevator finally opens up. Teddy is quite a gentleman and lets me go ahead of him. â??Not to be nosy buy what are you here for?â? he asks. â??Iâ??m here with my dad, Matthew McCall; he has a meeting with Michael Jackson.â? â??I knew you looked like someone famous.â? â??What do you mean?â? â??Your mom is Felcia Williams-McCall right?â? â??Oh yeah, you see the resemblance?â? â??Definitely yes, you and your mother are very beautiful women.â? â??Thank you sir.â? â??Please sweetie, just call me Teddy.â? â??Ok, thank you Teddy.â? He smiles. The elevator doors open and we get off. â??About that meeting you told me your dad has with MJ.â? â??Yeah.â? â??Iâ??m going to that same meeting.â? â??Oh ok, cool.â? We walk to the meeting room together. Teddy knocks lightly on the door. A manâ??s deep voice asks, â??Who is it?â? â??Teddy Riley and Mr. McCallâ??s daughter Melody,â? Teddy replies. The door opens and this big tall guy looks at us then lets us in. He was a security guard. At the table I see my father, two other guys and Michael. They all stand up as Teddy and I enter the room. I go and stand next to my father while Teddy shakes everyoneâ??s hands. Michael keeps glancing at me and biting his bottom lip. He is just so freaking sexy, itâ??s too much. As always he dressed sharp. His patent leather shoes looking like theyâ??ve just been shined, his socks matching his baby blue button up shirt which is neatly tucked into his black slacks. His beautiful curly locks were flowing over his shoulders with just a few loose ones framing that angelic face and his Ray Ban shades were folded into the pocket of his shirt. After all of the men get acquainted my father introduces me. â??Gentlemen, this is my daughter Melody.â? It was obvious that Michael had thought I was someone else because when my father announced who I was he looked stunned. Everyone says hello and I say it back. Afterwards I go sit on the couch in the corner of the room to the right of Michael. I look up at him and heâ??s trying to hide that fact that heâ??s looking at me but I can see that he is out the corner of his eye. â??Mr. Jackson, everyone is here so we can now start the meeting.â? He says nothing. â??Um Mr. Jackson.â? â??Hmm,â? he snaps out of it. â??Weâ??re ready to start the meeting.â? â??Of course,â? he says getting up out of his chair to go stand in front of us all. â??Iâ??ve called this meeting because as you all may know the â??Badâ? campaign will soon be coming to an end. Iâ??m looking to the future. Iâ??ve already written several songs that Iâ??m thinking Iâ??d like to use on the next album. There will be some changes this time around. Unfortunately, I will not be working with the producer of my last three albums, Quincy Jones. I love Quincy but I want to take things in a different direction but still keep true to what my fans know as my sound. This is why Iâ??ve decided to work with another producer. My obvious choice is here with us, Teddy Riley. He has created a new sound, â??New Jack Swing.â? Iâ??m looking forward to working with you, Mr. Riley.â? He says looking at Teddy, he nods in agreement. He then looks at my father, â??Matthew, you did some great work on the â??Badâ? album and I would like to invite you back the engineer the next one.â? â??Iâ??d be honored Michael.â? Michael smiles at my dadâ??s reply. â??If anyone has any questions ask them now.â? Everyone gets there questions in and Michael answers them, the meeting lasts for about another hour. They were putting all of their ideas out on the table. Finally, when the meetingâ??s over the guys shake hands and leave one by one. After Teddy briefly speaks to Michael he walks over to me. â??Melody, I was thinking if youâ??re free this weekend, I could take you out to dinner, get to know you.â? I look at him, raising an eyebrow. â??Not like a date or anything, just two adults getting to know one another over dinner. Is that cool?â? â??Yes, Iâ??d love to have dinner with you.â? We exchange numbers and he leaves. Once all of the other men are gone itâ??s just Michael, my dad, the bodyguard and myself. â??Melody?â? Michael says walking over to me. â??Yes itâ??s me, all grown up.â? â??Wow, you sure have grown upâ?¦a lot.â? â??Well Michael, she is a grown woman now,â? my father adds. â??Yeah I know but Matt, you didnâ??t tell me sheâ??d gotten so beautiful.â? I started blushing. â??Oh stop it Michael.â? â??Itâ??s true though,â? he says taking my hand. â??I appreciate it.â? â??Turn around,â? he says before twirling me around. I was feeling embarrassed that he was doing this in front of my father. â??Did your father tell you that since I called him last week, Iâ??ve been asking about you?â? â??No he just said that youâ??d be happy to see me.â? â??He was right, I amâ?. We just stand there staring at one another. My father clears his throat. â??Michael, Iâ??m glad youâ??ve asked me to work with you again, I know itâ??ll be great like last time.â? He takes his eyes off me and looks at my father, â??Iâ??m glad you said yes.â? â??You still havenâ??t met my lovely wife, Felcia and the last time you saw Asher was the last time you seen Melody and he was a little shorty. Heâ??s just as tall as you are. How about joining us for dinner?â? â??Tonight?â? â??Sure, why not?â? â??This meeting was all I had on my schedule today so yeah, Iâ??d like that.â? â??Alright, we usually eat dinner around 7:30 sometimes 8:00. Itâ??s probably best that you come before 7:30.â? My father gives Michael our address; he takes it then asks me: â??Before you go, can I have a hug?â? I was thinking in my mind, â??You can do whatever you want with me.â? But I just shake my head yes and we hug. He smells so good and if his hands were a little lower they wouldâ??ve been on my butt. If my father wasnâ??t there and his hands wouldâ??ve slipped down, I swear I wouldnâ??t mind. My father clears his throat again. Michael and I end our hug then we tell him that weâ??ll see him later. When weâ??re in the elevator, out of nowhere my dad starts laughing. â??Whatâ??s so funny?â? â??It looks to me like youâ??re going to be getting into a mess with these boys.â? â??What do you mean by that?â? â??I saw you and that Teddy guy, he asked you out didnâ??t he?â? â??He said itâ??s not a date. He just wants to get to know me and take me out to dinner this weekend.â? â??Not a date, these young men these days,â? shakes his head. â??I mean whatâ??s wrong with me going to dinner with Teddy?â? â??He and Michael will be working together and that may cause some problems.â? â??What problems will it cause?â? â??Come on now Melody, Iâ??m your father and even I can see that Michael likes you.â? â??Ok dad stop, thatâ??s ridiculous! Heâ??s 11 years older than me. What would he see in me? In his eyes Iâ??m probably just a little girl plus I read somewhere that he likes older women.â? â??Well, I caught him trying to sneak as many peaks at you as he could. He likes you and you like him.â? The elevator doors open. â??Iâ??ll admit, I think heâ??s good looking and all but dad, itâ??s nothing like that.â? â??Right.â? â??Iâ??m serious.â? â??If you say so,â? starts laughing. â??Wait until I tell your mother about this.â? We get in the car and drive home. I was quiet the whole time. Itâ??s embarrassing to have my dad figure me out like that.
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